Words don't get to be enough no matter how many times we say them,
Sometimes I get caught off guard and left with none to utter,
But your name I can call every second my heart beat.
You know why? Because you are one of the means that transport oxygen to my lungs.

Every raindrop comes a rainbow,
Just as you are my countless colours in and out of seasons.

When your colour pencil can no longer colour,
You will still find me with the paint brush painting your heart red.

I love you to the nearest multiplication of no.100,
If that's possible to count then you can count the amount of love I have for you.

Greatest love in this era,
Of bravery and courage
Getting clothed with each type of strength,
Everytime I love you more
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